Lonely I wander
Through scenes of my childhood
They call back to memory
The happy days of yore
Gone are the old folk
The house stands deserted
No light in the window
No welcome at the door
Here's where the children
Played games on the heather
Here's where they sailed their
Small boats on the burn
Where are they now
Some are dead
Some have wandered
No more to their home
Shall this children return
Lonely the house now
And lonely the moorland
The children are scattered
The old folk are gone
Why stand I here
Like a ghost and a shadow
It's time I were moving
It's time I passed on
